The terrifying pain exploded in the body, releasing astonishing energy and heat, and there was something squirming and climbing inside the chest cavity, struggling to break out of the shackles of flesh and blood.
The back of Ge Xiu's head slammed into the stone wall behind him, his whole body was trembling, and his clenched teeth were filled with the familiar smell of rust and blood.
The blood-colored moonlight quietly sprinkled on the cold and white rocks, like a gauze and mist.
Elinor woke up with a great shock.
He reflexively jumped away from the source of the vibration, lowered his forelimbs in an attacking posture, his fangs were white, and his vertical pupils were fierce.
However, in the next second, the sight in front of him instantly grabbed all his attention.
The boy's tensed body trembled in the darkness, his slender five fingers sank deep into the soil between the rock crevices, his thin skeleton trembled like a dying butterfly.
Every trace of blood on the skin was pulled away, and in the dim light of the cave, it showed a marble-like white and unsullied texture.
There was a faint smell of blood floating in the air.
Light red lines slowly emerged from the snow-white skin. The gorgeous rose red deepened into a scarlet red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the smooth and gentle lines gradually became clearer, winding on the skin like mercury, and the ancient and strange totems were exposed in the air, with the tremors of the texture. Slightly ups and downs, it seems that in the next second, it can break free from the shackles of the skin and grow into a demonic flower branch soaking through the skin and bones.
What a cruel and terrifying picture.
Eileen stared at him steadily, his pupils slightly dilated.
Although his godhead was taken away, it did not mean that he could not smell the evil and taboo emanating from the totem. The surging mighty power was imprisoned under the scarlet lines, exuding a strange and attractive fragrance in the dark.
like a whisper.
He could feel body fluid secreting under his tongue, dark red colors emerged from his cold golden pupils, and his body tortured by hunger screamed in his ears - tearing apart the skin, gnawing at the flesh, and licking the bones.
As if being bewitched, Eileen took a step forward slowly.
The next second, the burning pain at the joint of the back and leg bones pulled his attention back.
He was stunned for a while, then turned his head and looked at his back with difficulty, the purple-black cursed breath had already disappeared, and the everted flesh was a ferocious pink, but the blood that flowed out was a healthy bright red.
Elano suddenly realized the lightness of his body.
He is clear-headed now. The drowsiness that had tormented him a few days ago was almost swept away at this moment. Even the burning pain behind his back was no longer torture, but stimulated him more like a stimulant. nerve.
However, the rotten and fishy smell of the curse could still be vaguely smelled in the air, entangling his keen senses like the gangrene of the tarsus, as if he had never left.
Leno moved the tip of his nose and turned his head to look in the direction where the smell came from—
The boy's cramped and trembling fingers gripped the protruding rock tightly, a lifeless blue-grey color from fingertips to wrist.
Yi Leno's golden pupil shrank suddenly.
He hesitated for a moment, then leaned closer to the boy and sniffed his fingers.
The wet tip of the nose swept across the back of the other's cold, trembling hand.
That's right. The other party didn't know how to use it, but actually absorbed the curse that was enough to imprison and entangle the body of God into his body - what a crazy, ignorant, stupid behavior.
Eileen squatted beside him, looking at the boy who was suffering in agony with cold golden pupils, a fluffy gray tail wrapped around his front paws.
The still body is like a wolf-shaped sculpture under the light and shadow, staring in the darkness.
From his angle, the entire cave can be seen in full view.
The cave used to be empty, but now it's a little crowded with the daily additions of utensils.
Plush hides folded into simple nests, two bright and clean skulls, a few pebbles with smooth and beautiful surfaces, and half bundles of dark green weeds with poor binding techniques.
Inside the skull are a few blue-gray fruits, the skin is rough and dull, and only faintly exudes a little dark element that is almost invisible. It is almost more difficult to find such an existence at the bottom of the entire abyss than to ascend to the sky.
The other half of the cave was divided, but it was almost the same as when it first came.
It is cold, empty, unpopular, and there is no trace of living, as if the people living here have no extra desire. Only the silent blood-colored moonlight shone in from the entrance of the hole, drawing a sharp arc on the ground.
Leno looked away.
He was silent for a while, turned back to the rough and shabby den, turned around and lay down, closed his eyes, rested his chin on his front paws, and covered the tip of his nose with a large, furry tail.
The scent of hunger and thirst still wafted in the air, but Elinor closed his eyes coldly, not even shaking the tip of his tail.
After all, it doesn't smell like it, but maybe this human is a dark creature that looks like a human
Eat him who knows what will happen.
He raised one eyelid, and his rough eyes swept across the pale skin of the boy wrapped around the bright red totem.
—Maybe it’s still a charmer.
Elano closed his eyes again.
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Every night was a long and torturous process, and every time Ghosh thought he could endure it, the next time the pain came in a more bizarre way, proving how wrong he was.
But day after day, he still developed a higher tolerance for pain.
At this moment of every night, although he still can't get rid of the pain's influence on him, at least it can't be regarded as powerless to resist in the event of danger.
Ge Xiu was aware of the awakening and approach of the little wolf.
His hand hidden in the distance has already been accumulating power in the dark, and once the opponent is in a state of attack, the blade condensed by the dark element will quickly stick to its neck.
Of course, Gexiu wouldn't actually kill it.
How could he destroy the beloved toy he finally found
But he didn't mind creating some pain either. After all, the book also said that sugar and whips are the first essentials of animal taming.
Gorshu felt its approach. A cold wet mark lightly touched the back of his hand, like a feather, it was as soon as a touch, and after a few seconds, Ge Xiu, who was sluggish due to pain, realized it later. It's smelling itself.
Immediately afterwards, the other party backed away.
The meat pad stepped on the rock without a sound, but after a few seconds, he heard the slight sound of fur being rubbed not far away, and then the entire cave fell into dead silence again.
Ge Xiu felt extremely puzzled and puzzled.
Isn't now the best time to start
The dark elements condensed on his fingertips melted into the air like a wisp of mist.
He stretched his heavy eyelids through a small gap with difficulty, and in the sight of the deformed and swaying vision, in the depths of the cave surrounded by shadows, the soft gray body of the wolf was curled into a small ball, and the wings behind him were folded and closed. Get up, listen carefully, you can still hear a small, even breathing sound.
Strangely, Ge Xiu felt calm after a long absence.
The light cast by the blood moon gradually shifted from the angle just now, and the continuous wave-like pain finally subsided, and finally slowly disappeared from his limbs and torso. At the end, only a little pain lingered on his nerve endings, a reminder of what had just happened.
This pain will soon be nothing.
Ge Xiu moved his stiff limbs, the bones made a dull sound of friction, he stood up, and cautiously approached the little wolf in the corner of the cave.
The little wolf didn't open his eyes, he still kept a motionless posture, and evenly breathing blew the hair on the tip of the tail not far away a little and then fell down, the back was slowly undulating with the rhythm of breathing, and the blood was still dripping. The wound on his back had begun to scab over, and even Ge Xiu admired its strong recovery ability.
Ge Xiu squatted on the ground, resting his chin on his knees, staring thoughtfully at the little creature in front of him.
For a long time, he tentatively stretched out his hand and gently probed the little wolf's head.
Soft, warm fur covered the small round skull, and the hair on the pointed ears brushed against the palm of his hand. a little itchy.
The ear trembled slightly.
Ge Xiu pursed his lips and smiled, and once again stretched out his sinful hand towards the ear, but before he could get close, the round golden pupil suddenly opened and stared at him coldly. The hand that stopped in mid-air seemed to give a silent warning.
He knows what to do when he sees it.
Ge Xiu smiled and retracted his hand, his movements were natural, without a trace of stagnation.
The little wolf stared at him coldly for a few seconds, then closed his eyes again, as if reluctantly tolerating the other's existence.
Since that day, the relationship between one wolf and one person has become strangely harmonious.
Although Eileen still didn't eat anything, whenever Gosho came back, he no longer immediately assumed a hostile posture of defense and attack. Except for a few wounds that still had a faint curse, his back was recovering at a very fast speed. The blood scab had begun to fall off, gradually revealing the new pink skin. The scars on the wings were gradually fading, and finally only A few light white streaks.
Although it appears to be able to live well even without food, Gosho still hasn't given up the possibility of finding the right food.
The time he spends leaving the cave is getting longer and longer, the scope of his search is getting bigger and bigger, and there are more and more temporary shelters outside, from coming back every day before the blood moon rises, to coming back only once every two days, going out The longest time even reached a week.
With the expansion of the area he has set foot in, the things he brings back each time are also richer and more peculiar. From the ancient skull shaped like a crescent moon to the spiky stalagmites that are scarlet like coagulated blood droplets, countless small and fragmented things quickly crowded the space of the cave, and with a clear and unignorable sense of existence, they were firmly stuffed like a In a cave that was originally cold and unpopular.
Elinor opened his eyes.
A pair of beast pupils as shallow as molten gold flashed a strange shimmer in the depths of the cave. His eyes have long been accustomed to the fact that there is very little light at the bottom of the abyss, and even in the cave sealed by dark elements, it seems like daylight.
The cave is empty.
He is very sensitive to changes in temperature. Whether it is the ground that the bare feet of humans have stepped on, the walls that are close to the back, or even the stones that have been rubbed against the palms, the temperature of human flesh and blood will be temporarily left behind, and in a short period of time after that, it will radiate heat. The warm breath, with a full vitality that can't be ignored. But at this moment, the stone walls and the ground are cold, with a kind of hardness that is purely dead. No matter whether there is any creature's body once covered on it, all possible traces and tracks have been diluted and erased by the air. , as if it had never changed since time immemorial.
With Leno's eyes moving slightly, his dark and inexplicable eyes fell on a bunch of plants placed next to his nest.
He has seen many flowers. The fresh and beautiful flowers of various colors are nourished by rich light elements into vigorous and enthusiastic colors. The emerald stems are carefully cut with special eagle head clippers and inserted into the water that has been prayed by the priest. It is the most suitable and pleasing aesthetic feeling. In the chanting of hymns, it is placed by the priest on the corner of the altar as an embellishment, and it is dedicated to the gods high above with other sacrifices with devotion. Day after day, year after year.
In comparison, this bunch of plants is simply vulgar to the point of outrageous.
It has narrow and slender leaves, with two small flowers frizzy interspersed between the stems and leaves, the sturdy roots below have not been trimmed, and the messy root hairs also carry mud and gravel pulled from the gaps in the stone walls. The way of binding is still ugly and rough, and the method is childish like a child, without the slightest sense of beauty. The stems and leaves were a dull brown-black like all the struggling plants in the abyss, but the two small flowers were a rare pale, eroded by the dark elements into mottled fragments within minutes of being brought back to the cave. .
The pale petals, which are only the size of fingernails, are pitifully thin, darkening and graying at a speed visible to the naked eye. The edges of the petals are corroded and rolled up by the elements, and dark gray spots spread rapidly.
The human was very flustered at first, trying to mobilize the elements to stop and slow down its withering speed, but with the accumulation of dark elements, it actually intensified the process. But in just a short breath, she withered and fell into his palm like that.
The juvenile lowered his eyes, held the flower fragment in his palm, and was silent for a few seconds.
Immediately afterwards, he raised his head and smiled at Elinor, his expression was almost the same as before:
"I thought it would last longer."
But now, the bunch of weeds that had lost their flowers were dry and withered due to lack of moisture, and turned into a brittle appearance with no trace of life, as if it could turn into dust with a light touch.
Eileen stared at the withered plant steadily, then lowered his head and sniffed gently.
The residual human temperature above has long since disappeared.
He did a rough calculation - the human had been out of the cave for eight days and had not returned.
With Leno's golden vertical pupils, a slight cold light flashed in the darkness, like some kind of ice-cooled expensive gem.
He closed his eyes again indifferently, turned his head sideways, put his fluffy chin on his claws, and kept the bunch of dead grass out of his sight.
The cave was dark and cold, almost swallowing all the sounds, as if the passage of time could be deliberately lengthened.
One minute.
two minutes.
three minutes.
Leno suddenly opened his eyes again. This time, he sat up, and the fluffy tail did not circle back to cover the claw tips as he was used to, but swayed irritably behind him, the soft tail tip swept across the stone wall behind him, in the silent There was a rustling sound in the cave.
He stood up and walked silently and swiftly to the door of the cave.
There, the walls of dark elements have thinned and faded over time, showing a translucent fluidity, through which one can see the dark rock cliffs illuminated by the fading blood-colored moonlight. , There is no grass in the sight range, and there is no sign of life activity.
Leno sat at the door, staring at the gradually weakened wall in front of him with an unpredictable expression. The golden vertical pupils were filled with primitive wildness and cruelty, and there was almost no emotional fluctuation, only a big tail was behind him. The speed of the swing became more and more restless and impatient, showing that he was not calm.
Human eyes flashed in his mind.
It is dark and large, and it is easy to reflect people's shadows. The clean and rounded lines converge into a slightly pointed arc at the corners of the eyes, with a sharp and unyielding sharpness, but the pupils are very bright, as if there is always a fire burning. The dark pupils were surrounded by light-colored apertures, which made him look focused and curious no matter what he was looking at, as if the pupils contained the only thing he cared about in the whole world.
Elaine couldn't explain why he remembered it so clearly, perhaps because the teenager spent most of the time in the cave, apart from being tortured by pain, paying attention to himself with interest. Even if he closed his eyes, he seemed to be able to feel the gaze of the other party, there was no hostility, it was not a calculated look and evaluation, but pure enthusiasm. He will also speak to Elinor. Even if the other party doesn't show any tendency to understand, he still talks to himself, almost more like a kind of self-entertainment than an attempt to communicate and communicate.
He would complain about the wolf fur that was almost everywhere in the cave, sigh at the fact that he hadn't eaten anything again, more often he would tease and tease with a smile, and seemed very happy to see him lose his composure.
He seemed obsessed with throwing a leg bone.
A strange, childish, arrogant, self-centered human being.
Or some kind of dark creature that is good at deceiving people, and is accustomed to fabricating a false image to let his guard down.
But anyway, eight days is too long.
Yi Leno raised his claws, and the claws glowing with cold light slid across the already weak wall in front of him, making the sound of the cloth being torn, making it like a soap bubble swelled to the limit, bursting in the next second.
The hole is no longer blocked.
He licked his claws burned by the dark element, and stepped into the darkness.